Forty days and forty nights,
Didn't it rain, children.
Not a speck of land in sight,
Didn't it, didn't it rain.
But Noah built the ark so tight
They sailed on, children.
And when at last the waters receded
And the dove brought back the olive tree leaf,
He landed that ship near Mt. Ararat
And one of his Children grabbed Noah's robe and said,
"Hey, Dad, how many animals on this old ark anyway, huh?"